I’ve got a prison
I name it Indonesia
My life has been
Cutted in to pieces
Every piece weights 2 months
Full of loneliness
And desperation too
I’m curled up in this
Huge empty dark prison now
Looking at the ceiling of it
Imagining a window
would show up on it
So that I can
Talk to my stars
No, who am I kidding
That’s not what I really wish
I wish an opened door
Oh yeah and wings on my back
Better be lightspeed wings
So that I can fly to you
anytime I want
And get back before anybody finds out
That’s all I wished
In this cubic little prison
And I know it for so damn sure
That it ain’t no happening
Loneliness and desperation
Fill up my heart
Patheticly continuing…
